Master, the prince please

After two full years, Wei Chou finally showed his signs.The master helped the government collect the evidence of his crime. One year later, Wei Chou obeyed the law and was sentenced to death.

The master knelt in front of his daughter's grave, taking Qing Feng with him.Crying with tears, "Daughter, my father has finally avenged you, so you can rest in peace! You will be reincarnated in a good family in your next life." Qing Feng, who was next to him, was also crying like a human being. He had already begun to remember things. It was too cruel for him.

At this time Qing Feng actually didn't have a name yet, the master kept calling him "boy".The master treated him better and better, and taught him how to read and write, and he learned more and more.

Until one day, the world changed suddenly and the war came to their place. Their county was very close to the capital. A coup took place in the palace.The master's family was massacred by officers and soldiers, all the men were killed, and all the women were taken away.

The kid hiding in the altar tried his best to control his crying, watching everyone fall down one by one, his clothes were soaked with tears, his eyes were about to bleed from crying, he tightly covered his mouth to keep himself from making a sound.

Until the officers and soldiers left, he came out of the shrine and searched for his grandparents among the corpses.His grandfather collapsed beside the flower pond, he still had a faint breath left.The kid held him in his arms, weeping uncontrollably. "Boy, why are you crying? Don't cry." "Grandpa, I can't bear you! Don't go! Listen to you, kid, and don't leave me." The old man wiped away his tears with his hand. He was panting, and he said in broken words: "Boy, you won't be called kid anymore, your mother's name is Qing, and her favorite thing was maple tree, so you will be called Qing Feng from now on!" Qing Feng, Qing Feng, Qing Feng.

The maple leaves fall, the grass flowers dry, and the fishing boat does not feel cold after a drunk hangover.

Qing Feng erected the family's tombstone, then knelt in front of his grandfather's grave, unwilling to get up, neither eating nor drinking, his voice became hoarse from crying, and he fainted on the ground.

When he woke up, he was already in a temple. The temple was dilapidated, and the cobwebs on the wall seemed to fall off at any time.His golden eyes reflected the dusty room and the statue of Maitreya Buddha in the center of it.

Someone came out from behind the curtain, holding a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand. Seeing the person, Qing Feng hurriedly stood up and saluted, and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving your life!" bandit robber.A happy smile appeared on his face full of scars at that moment, but it was fleeting.Qing Feng took the porridge in his hand, smacked his lips while eating, and said with a smile: "It smells so good! Did the master make it himself?" "Yes." The little master seemed very unaccustomed to speaking like this. "Master, teach me!" "Okay." He was embarrassed, but also seemed to be happily scratching the back of his head.

The two cleaned up the sanitation in the temple, swept down the cobwebs, wiped the statue of Maitreya Buddha, and offered incense earnestly and piously. The master also taught Qingfeng to worship.

Afterwards, they lived here, and sometimes when life was well off, the master would take Qing Feng to buy a Buddhist scripture.From the first day, he gave Qing Feng a precept: "Since you call me Master and intend to follow me, from now on we must abide by the precepts together." He forbids him to kill, not even ants.He is not allowed to eat meat, he is not allowed to lie, he is not allowed to drink alcohol, he is not allowed to look at girls...

Once when Qing Feng was out, someone gave him two steamed buns on the way. With a feeling of gratitude in his small heart, he took them back to the temple and gave them to the master.The master said one for each person, but Qing Feng said that he had already eaten two.Later, when the master found out that he was eating Guanyin soil in the middle of the night, he was so hungry that the master was furious.After training him for an hour, he even hit his palm with a ruler, and finally made him face the wall and think for a day.The master told him: You have violated the precept, don't lie.

Qing Feng was very wronged in her heart, she obviously cared, why should she be punished?But after that, he never lied again.

In the year of Qingfeng Dance Spoon, the master took him to Xiangguo Temple and knelt in front of the temple gate for seven days and seven nights. He didn't understand why the master did this, but finally the temple gate opened, and a pale-haired old man came out, looking Looking at them, he sighed and said, "Come in!"

Life in Xiangguo Temple was not easy, Qing Feng asked Master: "Master, why did you come here? Life here is not as good as a ruined temple." Master punished him to kneel without saying a word, and said: "If you dare to bring up this matter again in the future, Don't blame the teacher for being merciless!" "Understood."